Tri-Horn Wyverns are a mountainous species, living in high altitude areas among rocks and snow. The rough and rugged climate has bred a tough and hardened species, prepared to do battle with both the elements and other creatures. Their most distinctive feature is the three-horned crest mounted upon their head, for which they were named; these toughened spikes are powerful weapons, used to battle against predators, prey and fellow Tri-Horn Wyverns. Both males and females of this species fight for territory and resources, and wear scars with pride. However, Tri-Horn wyverns have a soft side beneath their many spikes. They work in loyal packs, of which they are deeply protective; if one can gain their trust, Tri-Horn wyverns can be powerful allies through the mountains.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

Clleve is very busy, being stuck in one place during the day, as much of his time is spent guarding the clan food storage along with Demirite. Usually Clleve is busy bothering Dimirite and 'luring' the other into sparring matches, which gives mundane clan life some excitement. They rush each other, but then back off last minute, or pounce dangerously with lots of flair, yet giving the other enough time to dodge. Sometimes, Clleve and Demirite stage entirely pre-choreographed matches, sometimes they wing it.

When him and Demirite are finished their round of guarding the food storage, Clleve spends his evenings with party dragon Rigimiel and tango master, Tango Myth. Once a week, they bring themselves and friends to party, dance, and sing, one of which calls Nebula Dragons over to flash colorful starlight on the white sandy beach for a dance floor. Dimirite is always invited, but declines. In the morning, he shakes his head when his friend Clleve can't even stay awake the next day.